A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

The shopkeeper knelt on the ground and looked nervously at the people in Dali Temple, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

Yeats calmly retracted his gaze and looked at the quilts, pillows and other objects that were messed up on the bed. There were some hair and other objects falling on them. Unfortunately, there was no relevant testing equipment here, so collecting these things would be of no use.

Feng Xiao's mistress covered her to death without using a pillow or other objects, which shows that this person is either a strong person or a practitioner.

In April, the weather was already very warm, and the mattress on the bed was very thin. People sleeping on it would not be able to make deep indentations, but as long as they were there, it would be fine. Yeats was delighted when he saw the slight indentations on the bed, and quickly measured it from the head of the bed. To the end of the bed.

"Measured vertically, the concubine was about eight feet tall (equivalent to 1.8 meters in modern times), and measured horizontally, her shoulders were wide and her body was strong but not bulky."

A tall but well-proportioned man, from this point of view, the concubine was very young, in his early twenties.

Teng Chong, Zhang Jin and others obtained Master Yan's corpse and Yeats' speculation on the murderer, and immediately began to investigate and find the murderer.

Ye and Yan reviewed the scene again, and after recording everything, they asked the Dali Temple servants to take away the deceased and seal the room until the case was concluded.

Yeats did not leave immediately. He asked the shopkeeper to take him around the shop, read the account books on their counter, and went to the backyard warehouse. He did not leave until everything was checked.

The shopkeeper stood at the door until the people from Dali Temple disappeared from sight, then regained his calm and shrewd expression. He turned around, waved his hand, and immediately closed the door of the shop.

When Yeats went off duty, Teng Chong and Zhang Jin were out investigating and had not returned yet, so she took Yang Fuquan down to go off duty.

Qin Dachuan followed, "Ye Pingshi, do you need me to go somewhere to get some news tomorrow?"

Most of the information in the case that could not be explored directly was investigated by Qin Dachuan based on Yeats's investigation direction. A small part of the information that was difficult and difficult to investigate came from Pei Jingning.

In light and shade, all the characters in Yeats' small group that can be involved in a case can be traced. In addition to Yeats' rich criminal investigation experience, it also comes from everyone's full cooperation.

No tree makes a forest, no one is a god, and Yeats is no exception.

Yeats thought for a while, "Then Uncle Qin will go and inquire about this year's grain market tomorrow, as well as Feng Xiao's husband's family, and..." She thought again, "Inquiry about Xiao Ji's opponent, ask this Where did the Xiao family purchase their food and where did it sell it over the past few years?"

"it is good."

On the second day of duty, Ye's small group handled the case in the official room and shared various information from yesterday's investigation.

Teng Chong said first, "According to the people at Xiao Ji's shop, Feng Xiao is a flirtatious person. He often flirts with the shopkeepers in the shop, and will even lure handsome guys to bed when he sees them. His reputation is very bad." good."

Zhang Jin continued, "I checked several men who had an affair with him. First, they were not eight feet tall as Ye Pingshi said, but most were around seven feet tall. And the night before yesterday, some of them had alibi at the scene of the crime. Second, they were not at the scene of the crime. Well, these guys said that although Mr. Xiao is romantic, he looks down on them and just wants to trick them into doing hard work, which will make them crawl into bed."

These guys really wanted to, but she was the boss's sister, and that was something they guys could reach.

When Yeats heard this, his eyebrows moved, "Captain Teng, your task today is to start with Feng Xiao's personal girl and mother-in-law, pry open their mouths, and find out who the man was the night before yesterday."

Zhang Jin looked at Yeats, "What about me?"

"Go check on Mr. Xiao's family and his wife."

"it is good."

Zhao Bai smiled and asked, "What about me?"

Yeats smiled and said, "Of course there are tasks."

"Oh, what?"

Yeats said, "Do you have a grain store?"

He nodded, "Yes."

"I'm going to your grain store today."

Zhao Bai raised his eyebrows, "Is this case more than just a concubine killing someone?"

Yeats smiled.

This means acquiescence.Zhao Bai smiled and went on field trips with her.When I walked to the door, I happened to meet Mr. Shaoqing who was on duty.

The two stepped forward and saluted, "Sir."

Pei Jingning got off the carriage and stood with his hands behind his back, eyebrows raised and eyes cold.

Yeats said: "Sir, there has been a murder at Xiao Ji Grain Store in the city. I will go out to investigate the case."

Zhao Bai stood beside Yeats, dressed in the official uniform of Dali Temple, with straight shoulders and back. Under the morning sun, he stood elegantly and handsomely, upright and elegant, like a young master.

Pei Jingning secretly raised the corners of his lips, looked away calmly, and asked gently, "Where are you going?"

"Go to Mr. Zhao's grain store."

"Mr. Zhao's people from the grain store are related to the case?" Pei Jingning frowned and almost...

Yeats quickly waved his hand to interrupt, "Don't get me wrong, sir, it's because there are some things in the grain store where the case occurred that I don't quite understand, and I want to go to Mr. Zhao's grain store to learn from it."

Pei Jingning looked at Zhao Bai with dark eyes.

Zhao Bai smiled lightly.

When their eyes met, fire flew everywhere.

Yeats was completely unaware and once again cupped his hands and said, "Sir, I will leave first."

"Wait a minute," Pei Jingning said, "People depend on food for a living, and it involves food. It's a big deal. I'll go with you."

Yeats: ...

Zhao Bai:......

When Qin Dachuan goes to work, he usually does not wear the official uniform of Dali Temple in order to gather information easily. He walks through the streets and alleys in gray and dirty clothes. Those informants who make a living by gossip will quietly come to his side. , copying his hands, he seemed to be looking at the scenery on the street, and asked in a low voice, "Master Qin, what news do you want to inquire about?"

"Do you know about the case of Xiao Ji Grain Company?"

"I heard." The sloppy boy asked, "Do you want to know who the mistress who killed Feng Xiao was?"

Qin Dachuan turned to look at the sloppy boy in surprise, "How much money do you want?"

"Money is a bit tight."

"Then it depends on how much your news is worth?"

The sloppy boy said proudly, "It must be worth something."

Qin Dachuan asked in disbelief, "The last few times you had no money to eat, you took my money but you didn't get any reliable information."

"It's absolutely reliable this time!"

Seeing his confident look, Qin Dachuan was dubious and asked, "Who is that mistress?"

The sloppy boy whispered something into his ear. After saying that, he smiled and said, "Surprise!"

Qin Dachuan frowned. Yeats asked him to inquire about the grain market, as well as where Feng Xiao's husband's family and the Xiao family purchased and sold their grain. Now that he knew who his concubine was, should he continue to inquire?
"Master Qin, how about it? Is it worth one or two?"

Qin Dachuan came back to his senses, glanced at him, and took out half a tael of silver from his wallet, "I will go back to Mr. Ye first, and then I will give the remaining half a tael after the news is confirmed."

"Okay." The sloppy boy ran away happily. After running a few steps, he ran back and said, "Master Qin, what else do you want to know?"

Qin Dachuan glanced at the excited sloppy boy and shook his head, "Not yet."

Qin Dachuan has always been in the lower circles. If he was like a sloppy boy who wanted one tael for every piece of news, he would have gone bankrupt long ago. Many times, it was news for news, or dozens of taels, or hundreds of taels, like this. Very few start out. (End of chapter)